The gravel crunches under your feet as you walk past the sign with raised aluminum letters proclaiming "Role Playing Games." Giant oak trees tower above with a thick leafy canopy that only allows sunlight through as sunbeam shafts of light.
As the path winds through Hickory Hollow it seems so "purposeful" you think. And then, as the trail turns upward, you are sure there must be a clear destination in mind. There haven't been any side trails. The trees are thinning as you crest the small hill and see it. A whimsical sign proclaims the awesome building that just has come into view to be "The Clubhouse!"
Hickory Hollow
As the path winds through Hickory Hollow it seems so "purposeful" you think. And then, as the trail turns upward, you are sure there must be a clear destination in mind. There haven't been any side trails. The trees are thinning as you crest the small hill and see it. A whimsical sign proclaims the awesome building that just has come into view to be "The Clubhouse!"